The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 8

"Ms. Gonzalez, it shows you're married. Does your husband know you're leaving?"

"Yeah, we're on the brink of divorce," Nancy whispered hurriedly, her voice barely above a murmur. The clerk paused, "The process to terminate your status has started. You'll need to come in a week to submit your application. Will that work for you?"

Without hesitation, Nancy firmly replied, "Yes, I'll be there."

Not just in a week. Nancy would make time anytime if it meant getting away from Cyrus.

With a nod, the clerk ended the call.

The vast silence of the house enveloped her once more, broken only by the sound of water in the bathroom.

Nancy's expression was hard to read, a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name. Just a little longer, and she'd be free from Cyrus.

of her thoughts. It was

to like

gut feeling told Nancy to check. And sure enough,

her snuggled up

wrong jewels find their rightful owner. Thanks for the gifts, love. It feels great

her eyes stung. So, Cyrus had taken Hayley to the auction house, where he'd never thought to take

stung more than Nancy cared to admit. Yet, she quietly liked the post. Nancy didn't cut Hayley off. She wanted to see how far this farce would go. Good. She

Cyrus emerged, a cloud of steam in his

If someone's bothering my Nancy, I'll handle

skipped a beat, but she masked her feelings well.

looked at the dark phone screen and then back at Nancy, trying to gauge her expression. "What's wrong?

across a silly survey asking if true love in marriage exists," Nancy said, her voice

said, "Of course,

lips, a rush